Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Portugal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Make Up to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Tubeway Army,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radiohead,
Black Bananas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
cv313,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Curtis Mayfield,
Absolute Body Control,
the Sonics,
Zapp,
Metal Thangz,
Unwound,
Bad Manners,
The Leaves,
Motorama,
Altered Images,
Faust,
Dark Day,
Junior Murvin,
Unrelated Segments,
The Victims,
The Moleskins,
June of 44,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neu!,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Saccharine Trust,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hot Snakes,
The Electric Prunes,
Model 500,
Todd Rundgren,
The Techniques,
MDC,
Jeru the Damaja,
Alphaville,
Danielle Patucci,
Donny Hathaway,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barry Ungar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sam Rivers,
the Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
D'Angelo,
Fluxion,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jawbox,
Quantec,
H. Thieme,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.